How nice. It’s Thursday. It’s been a while. I’ve been stressed for a while. While I’m at it, I should probably try and have a wholesome day. Or maybe not. I miss my cat’s whiskers. Wheee! Where is this world going, What should I do? While writing this, I’m wondering what should I listen to. In the music department obviously.
I’m supposedly in school right now. Blergh…! I dislike distance schooling. It’s hard to focus, and being in the classroom A.K.A. my own room most of my time makes it hard to make difference between studying and free time. It’s all getting mixed up. Basically I’m having free time and studying all the time, and I hate it. School work is constantly on my mind and I’m beginning to get a mental block on some of the projects that I’m supposed to do. The projects are those kind of school work that I’m meant to work on after school at home, but there’s no “after school” anymore.
Not only that, but I can’t wiggle my way out of some tedious, time consuming and overly easy and boring stuff, since all the teachers see with one click who has returned their homework and who hasn’t, and who did their work in the class, and who skipped it. If there are no returns you have skipped class. For a idiotic perfectionist like me it’s a nightmare, especially since I need to log in in at least 5 different sites with WiFi that I’m sharing from my mobile phone. I’ve been marked to have skipped 5 classes already, but don’t worry, I’ve stressed thrice their worth. Technical difficulties are causing my hair to turn gray prematurely.
He said he’ll come here tomorrow. I’m… Never mind that one.
Procrastination. That’s what I’ve supposedly been writing about for an hour. It’s just 10 sentences, but one thing leads to another, and now I’m here writing about what I should be writing about. Well done me, well done. At least I’m okay as long as I’m ignoring the fact that I’m stressed out and fled from the place where I had originally evacuated after schools closed down. Indefinitely…
One day 